Song of Solomon 6
1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned him, That we may seek him with thee?
2 My beloved is gone down to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine; He feedeth his flock among the lilies,
4 Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners.
5 Turn away thine eyes from me, For they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of Gilead.
6 Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, Which are come up from the washing; Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them.
7 Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.
8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number.
9 My dove, my undefiled, is but one; She is the only one of her mother; She is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; Yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
10 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, Fair as the moon, Clear as the sun, Terrible as an army with banners?
11 I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the green plants of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, And the pomegranates were in flower.
12 Before I was aware, my soul set me Among the chariots of my princely people.
13 Return, return, O Shulammite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. Why will ye look upon the Shulammite, As upon the dance of Mahanaim?
Song of Solomon 6
The Lost Lover Found
1 Where has your beloved gone,
O most beautiful among women?
Where has your beloved turned?
Tell us,t that we may seek him with you.t
2 My beloved has gone down to his garden,s
to the flowerbeds of balsam spices,s
to grazet in the gardens,
and to gather lilies.s
Poetic Refrain: Mutual Possession
3 I am my lover’ss and my lover is mine;t
he grazes among the lilies.
The Renewal of Love
4 My darling, you are as beautiful as Tirzah,t
as lovely as Jerusalem,s
as awe-inspirings as bannered armies!
5 Turn your eyes away from me –
they overwhelmt me!
Your hair is like a flock of goats
descending from Mount Gilead.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
coming up from the washing;
each has its twin;
not one of them is missing.
7 Like a slice of pomegranate
is your foreheadt behind your veil.
8 There may be sixtys queens,
and eighty concubines,
and young womens without number.
9 But she is unique!t
My dove, my perfect one!
She is the special daughtert of her mother,
she is the favoritet of the one who bore her.
The maidenst saw her and complimented her;t
the queens and concubines praised her:
10 “Whos is this who appearst like the dawn?s
Beautiful as the moon,t brightt as the sun,
awe-inspiringt as the stars in procession?”t
The Return to the Vineyards
11 I went down to the orchard of walnut trees,t
to look for the blossoms of the valley,s
to see if the vines had budded
or if the pomegranates were in bloom.
12 t I was beside myself with joy!t
There please give me your myrrh,st
O daughter of my princely people.s
The Love Song and Dance
13 ssssssss Turnt, turn, Ot Perfect One!t
Turn, turn, that It may stare at you!
Whyt do you gaze upon the Perfect One
like the dance of the Mahanaim?st